Monday, September 12, 2011

9/11....

As we remembered 9/11 yesterday, I want to share a few things that really stuck out to me...

An email that was sent out shortly after the attack -

Dear Family and Friends,I had a very dear friend question my faith in God right after the terrorist attack on America. Her question was simply put, "Where is your God today?"

She was very hurt, as all Americans were, so I tried not to react defensively. Since that moment I have prayed and grieved over the disastrous events. However, I believe I have the answer. I know where my God was the morning of September 11, 2001! He was very busy.First of all, he was trying to discourage anyone from taking this flight.

Those four flights together held over 1000 passengers and there were only 266 aboard.

He was on 4 commercial flights giving terrified passengers the ability to stay calm. Not one of the family members who was called by a loved one on one of the high-jacked planes said that passengers were screaming in the background. On one of the flights he was giving strength to passengers to try to overtake the high-jackers.

He was busy trying to create obstacles for employees at the World Trade Center. After all only around 20,000 were at the towers when the first jet hit. Since the buildings hold over 50,000 workers, this was a miracle in itself. How many of the people who were employed at the WTC told the media that they were late for work or they had traffic delays.He was holding up 2-110 story buildings so that 2/3 of the workers could get out. I was so amazed that the top of the towers didn't topple when the jets impacted.Although this is without a doubt the worst thing I have seen in my life, I can see God's miracles in every bit of it.I can't imagine going through such a difficult time and not believing in God. Life would be hopeless.

Out of the death, the ruin, and the rubble, a Cross appeared in the aftermath of the World Trade Center attacks on 9/11/2001. It was a sign.

It just appeared out of nowhere. The steel structure was riped away from it, and it stood in a place open and solitary. No one put it there, or erected it somehow.

It rose above the rubble. It rose to give those there hope and comfort. God was still there, and he still is today!